"Once something drastic happens, this bustling city might also be burnt to ashes."
"But none of that concerns me."
"Found it!"
In a narrow alley, a faint mist lingered without dissipating, along with a peculiar aura drifting about.
Carl's eyebrows twitched, a look of surprise on his face. "The Star Realm? The Dark Market is actually in the Star Realm?"
He was very familiar with this aura; it was the essence of the Star Realm, which one could sense only after becoming an Official Wizard. Of course, here it was called the Divine Domain.
As he pondered this, a young man appeared nearby.
The young man was dressed in a waistcoat, a fur-lined jacket, riding breeches, and a hat that was slightly too large, necessitating frequent adjustments with his hand. It was clear he was trying to present himself as a respectable person living in the city. But his worn-out clothes, the ill-fitting hat, and his rough skin all spoke of his tough living conditions.
